Carnal Cuisine

Mum got me to eat A MAN this week. Yep. An actual piece of a fella. I say fella, it could have been a woman - in fact, for fear of offending anyone, we'll just say I ate part of a person.

Now, I'm all for new experiences and giving things a go, yet even for an open minded, worldly wise, see-it-done-it broad such as myself, this request was a bit of a bolt from the blue.

My present diet prides itself on encompassing a wide variety of tried and tested, wholly nutritious and scarily bland fare with which no one could wonder or argue. Sure, it's no rollercoaster for the tastebuds, and it certainly ain't gonna worry Heston Blumenthal, but nourishment-wise it ticks the boxes no bother.